C42 Red Eyes That Eat Fish

When Qing Bai struggled to wake up, Ting Ao was standing beside him.

Only then did Qing Bai realize that Ting Ao had been standing beside him every time he woke up from a nightmare, looking at him with concern.

Qing Bai still had the strong sadness from the nightmare and shouted, "Chi Ba?"

When Qing Bai shouted out the two words "Chi Ba," Ting Ao was almost unable to stand still. Thousands of thoughts passed through his mind, but he could only quietly stand in front of Qing Bai and wait for the verdict.

Did he remember? Did you remember the past, the laughter and tears? How can I let you go? I am going to keep you close to me in this life so that you can't escape.

Qing Bai did not say anything else. His mind was in a mess, filled with memories that did not belong to him, but he was unable to grasp anything.

That person was talking to him: "Qing Bai, let Lian Cheng..."

What did he want Lian Cheng to do? Why couldn't he hear it? It must be something very, very important. What was it?

Only then did Ting Ao realize that something was wrong with Qing Bai. He held him in his arms and instilled Spiritual Force into him for a while before pulling him out of Lian Cheng's illusion.

When Qing Bai stopped struggling, he fell into a coma again.

Lian Cheng used the soul-searching method in an attempt to see Qing Bai's previous life and forcefully awaken his memories. How could Qing Bai's current physique withstand the baleful aura of his thousand-year-old demon?

He had really been spoiled by the Immortal Emperor. He was as willful and arrogant as that dragon. Back then, when the Immortal Emperor died, he insisted on entering the Demonic Dao. He even insulted the Celestial Realm outside the gate of the Celestial Realm. Other than the Immortal Emperor, there were no heroes or leaders in the Celestial Realm, so it was destined to decline.

And now, he was pretending to make up with Rann Qingshu, wanting to bring Qing Bai back to the White Cloud Abbey to find a shortcut. In the end, it was him and Rann Qingshu who trapped him.

Coincidentally, the Devil Realm was in chaos again, so he let Rann Qingshu bring Lian Cheng to the Devil Realm to take a look.

Ting Ao hugged Qing Bai even tighter. No matter how much you think about it, our ending will never be a fight between swords again.

The group travelled through the night and found an inn to stay at. It was already half a month later when Qing Bai woke up.

"Master, how are you? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Ting Ao reached out his hand to touch Qing Bai's forehead. Qing Bai's eyes were filled with the black scar on his wrist.

At first, Qing Bai thought that this was the mark of the Demon God. As Ting Ao's Spiritual Force rose, it gradually became bigger and bigger, but now it looked like a scar, extremely ferocious.

Qing Bai couldn't help but touch him with his finger and ask, "Does it hurt?"

Ting Ao didn't dare to touch this scar. After so long, he could still feel the bone-piercing pain. Now that Qing Bai asked, he smiled and shook his head. "It doesn't hurt anymore, Master. It's long gone."

I won't feel any pain if you're by my side.

Ting Ao frowned and collected his thoughts. Just as he was about to take another step, a ball hit his butt at lightning speed.

This hit almost caused him to cry out in pain. He could only curl up into a ball and hide to the side, trying his best to hold back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes.

He had truly been a Demon God in vain. He had actually been reduced to such a state by a merman that had yet to mature.

The culprit steadily and gently landed in Qing Bai's embrace. He stretched out his limbs and elegantly licked his tail.

During this period of time, they had been rushing northwest. Qing Bai had fallen into a coma, and for some reason, Ling Yu had degenerated into a merman. He couldn't even maintain his human form. Every day, he only knew how to surround Qing Bai and mutter to him. No one knew what he was talking about, and it made Ting Ao very annoyed.

"Ling Yu?" Qing Bai looked at Ling Yu, who only had his face left. The rest of his body was like a fish, and he quickly asked, "How did you become like this? What happened? "

Seeing that Qing Bai had woken up, Ling Yu was extremely happy. He walked around on the bed and took out the treasure he had just caught to show Qing Bai. He looked like he was begging for praise: "Martial Uncle, this is for you. Treasure, treasure."

What Ling Yu took out was a small transparent bottle, but what Qing Bai saw was just an empty bottle. He curiously looked at it closely, and it felt as if he was looking through the peephole of a burglar-proof door. At first, he didn't see anything, but when he relaxed, a blood-red eye suddenly stuck to him.

It was very strange.

No matter how strong Qing Bai's heart was, he was still shocked. He hid to the side and asked Ling Yu, "What the hell did you catch?"

Ling Yu tried his best to approach Qing Bai with his short fish feet, persistently promoting his treasures: "Martial Uncle, treasure, treasure, eat fish, catch him, get injured, he's too weak."

Ling Yu had maintained his mermaid form for a while now. The scales on his horns and tail were hard to hide, and his hands and feet had grown out in a strange state. To make matters worse, his IQ had also deteriorated, and he couldn't even speak properly.

It was as if to say that there was a treasure in the bottle, and that the treasure was wounded, but what treasure could it be that had a red, plaintive, and obsessed eye?

"Come out, come out." Seeing that Qing Bai was still afraid, Ling Yu reached out and opened the bottle cap.

A red eye squeezed out of the small bottle with difficulty and stayed on Qing Bai's face for a while. With a cloud of black smoke, it transformed into the appearance of a young man, but one of his eyes was covered by an eyepatch.

"The bottle is so small. It's so uncomfortable to curl up in it. Aiyo, it's so uncomfortable." He sat down on a stool not far away and looked at Qing Bai and Ling Yu.

Ling Yu pulled on Qing Bai's long robe and said, "Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle. Eat, eat."

Qing Bai had just woken up, and his head was still dizzy. Ling Yu's strange appearance really scared him, and he had a look of disgust on his face. "I'm not like you, who eats, eats, eats everything, and brings everyone back. What if you're a bad person? You used to be so cute, so white and tender. Can you change back?"

After saying that, he kicked Ting Ao again and ordered, "What did Ling Yu bring back? Hurry up and take it away!"

"Master, my butt hurts, master ~" Ting Ao threw Ling Yu, who was wrapped in a ball, out and weakly leaned over to comfort him, "Master, touch it."

Qing Bai: "I just woke up, I want to be alone for a while!"

Red Eyes looked at the man and the demon and the ball squabbling on the bed, ignored him, sighed, and decided to make himself presentable. "Ahem, ahem, I'm hungry."

Hearing his words, Qing Bai also felt a little hungry, and a long list of menus appeared in his mind: "I'm hungry too, I want to eat spicy and sour kelp, beef tofu soup..." Qing Bai still had a lot of things he wanted to eat, but he was a little embarrassed. He called out to him, "Um, Red Eyes, what do you want to eat?"

"Fish." Red Eyes looked at Ling Yu and swallowed his saliva.